Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 31

“Do you think you can escape Oscar’s clutches?”

Amelia was bereft of speech.

“Even you don’t think you can escape his clutches. What makes you think he will let you leave?”

Closing her eyes, Amelia said, “Tiff, I’ve found a job.”

Tiffany was flustered. “Amelia, are you kidding me? We’re talking about the baby. Why are you talking to me about work? Don’t you have enough money to spend? I can give you if you don’t. Why must you look for a job when you’re pregnant? You’re driving me crazy!”

Amelia patted her on the back of her hand and reassured her, “Tiff, don’t worry. When I signed the agreement with Oscar, he agreed not to interfere when I wanna work. In other words, if the company I work for sends me to another province or abroad for a few months, he can’t say no.”

Tiffany looked at her in surprise and asked, “Really?” But after giving it some thought, she still felt apprehensive. “Amelia, what if Oscar wants to see you on a whim and goes to visit you? It’ll blow your cover, won’t it?”

Apparently, Amelia had not thought about that.

Tiffany got even more frustrated. “Argh, Amelia, I thought you were a smart girl! How can you be so foolish and let Oscar call the shots in your marriage? What are you thinking?!”

Amelia remained silent.

Gritting her teeth, Tiffany took a few deep breaths before inferring, “Babe, you were born to tick me off.”

However, Amelia patted the bed calmly as she finally said, “Don’t be mad. I heard that Cassie is coming back, so I think Oscar won’t have time to visit me. In fact, I think we’re gonna divorce soon.”

Tiffany simply listened to her in silence initially, but something popped into her mind and she abruptly sat up. “Amelia, I don’t think you should divorce. You’re the legit Mrs. Clinton, so you don’t have to make room for a vixen just because she comes back.”

“Tiff, what’s wrong with you? You’ve only just recovered. Don’t get so jumpy,” said Amelia while tugging at her pajamas.

Tiffany lay back down and turned to look at Amelia.

“Babe, tell me honestly, are you really willing to give up the fruits of your labor?”

“What? As I said, I don’t have the right to decide anything in my marriage with Oscar. Anyway, it’s getting late. It’s my first day at work tomorrow.”

“Babe, you’re kidding, aren’t you? You’re gonna work tomorrow? Also, when did you find the job? Why didn’t I know at all?”

“The CEO of the company and I went to university together. I said I needed a job, so he gave me an untaxing job.”

“Who’s it?” In the next second, Tiffany widened her eyes and said anxiously, “Amelia, don’t tell me it’s Carter Scott. If it’s that b******, I’m gonna strangle you.”

and yet you still remember him?” Amelia asked,

contract marriage with Oscar. I wouldn’t have become a freelance writer because of my fear of interpersonal relationships

found her

didn’t help us when we were wrongfully accused, which is justifiable. We

clenched her teeth. “It seems that you’ve really gone to

time, so we can’t blame others. Carter got caught up in his family affairs that day. You can’t expect

our necks. If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t have gone to Oscar and been labeled a gold digger, while I wouldn’t have developed a fear of interpersonal communication in the workplace. Thinking about it now, I’m so angry

be so mad. Carter’s really not to blame for that incident back

blame him? But I’m curious. You and that jerk haven’t been in contact for many

me how I’ve been all these

sold yourself out so

a job as

ask him for a job, Amelia? Are you trying to

we were in debt, we swore to God that as long as we could be rich and no longer be looked down upon by anyone, we would stop at nothing as dignity

not

should stop here. I’ll go to the company with you tomorrow so that I can teach that b****** a lesson if he takes the

“He’s not a scourge.”

more terrifying than

was at a loss for

of how hard the latter

signboard that read “Majesty Group.” Looking around, Tiffany asked, “Amelia, I don’t think this belongs to the

rents the 12th floor here as an office space,”

disdain. “That b****** still has the

quite attractive. Back then, I was thinking of

gave her a dirty look but

“You must be Ms. Winters. Mr. Scott’s waiting for you in his office. This

Tiffany walked into the office.

man behind the desk, who was none other

leave now, Linda,”

Linda did as told.

the desk and reached out to shake hands with the two of them, but

smile,

Tiffany huffed in exasperation.

Carter and said, “Don’t

flashed her

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